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Unexpected chapter 3
Draco looked into Harry's eyes and saw... hurt? Why did he look so sad?
Harry just looked at Draco on the verge of tears. He wanted too run over there and take away his pain.
'He sawed my life, and now he suffering because of me! Argh! I can't stand it!'
Draco's eyes widened a bit as he saw Harry knocking his head into the table in outer desperation of his helplessness. He tried as hard as he could not too laugh, but too no use. His laughter filled the entire room, and everybody just stared at him in disbelief as he fell from the chair. He lay on the floor, clutching his stomach and cursing himself for laughing in his condition, it hurt all over.
Harry looked at Draco in awe.
'Did I just make him laugh? Well, I do admit it looked pretty stupid...'
Harry stood up and left the great hall without a word, the slightest smile on his lips at Draco's laughter.
"Well Mister Malfoy, everything looks just fine, drink this potion, rest for an hour and you will be as good as new. You could even play Quiditch!"
Draco smirked a bit at madam Pomfrey's giddiness.
"And I will. Have a good day."
'Ah, finally! I hate to feel so... weak!'
With that he strolled of to the dungeons to drink the potion and rest.
Harry sighed. He had been sitting on the windowsill of his room for three hours, staring out the window and thinking about Draco and the fact that he had actuately died. Ron and Hermione had tried to talk too him, but to no use. He had skipped the lessons and knew that had probably cost Gryffindor over a hundred points in Potions with Snape. He grunted and jumped down. He had too clear his thoughts.
'Ah! A good quiditch training aught to do the trick!'
He grabbed his Quiditch gear and ran down to the field.
He breathed in the clear night air, enjoying the silence around him. He mounted his Fire bolt and blasted into the night. He practised for two hours straight. Finally he flew directly into the air going as high as he possibly could while still being able to breathe. He then stood up on his Fire bolt and let himself fall backwards while holding the Fire bolt with the tips of his feet. He then spun around falling closer and closer to the ground. About 50 feet before he touched the ground he bent up (because he was falling with his head first) and grabbed the shaft, sitting down and pulled up less than a half feet of the ground, following it, reaching out and touching the grass with his fingertips before finally landing. He fell to his knees, breathing heavily and his entire body shook from the ecstasy ride he had just experienced.
He sprawled out on the soft grass, taking in air hungrily. When he felt the light of the half-moon that shone disappearing from his face, he opened his eyes and looked up at no other than Draco Malfoy. Harry sat up, still the slightest out of breath.
"Hi Draco!"
Draco's eyes widened. Had he just called him Draco? He stared at Harry; God did he look sexy right then. Hair sweaty, sticking to his face, cheeks flushed and his eyes burning with an inner fire.
"Harry."
This time it was Harry's turn to look surprised. He then shrugged. Draco sat down next to him.
"Pretty impressive stunt, do you think you could teach me?"
Harry's face lit up.
"You really want my help?"
Draco blushed just the slightest and looked down at the ground.
".....p..please?...."
Harry gasped loudly. THE Draco Malfoy had just said... PLEASE!?
Draco began to feel slightly uncomfortable when Harry kept looking at him with wide eyes and mouth hanging wide agape. He waved a hand in front of Harry's eyes and made him snap out of it.
"SURE! Let's go, NOW!"
Harry grabbed Draco's arm and pulled him up. He pushed Draco's Nimbus 2001 into his arms, mounted his Fire bolt and blasted into the air, Draco followed right on his tail.
When he reached the point where Harry where waiting for him, he was panting for breath.
"Is... KOUGH! ... This... Normal?"
"Yes, it is. It is also the best ride you will ever get. After a while the body gets used to the pressure and you won't experience the same ecstasy rush."
Harry flew very close to Draco. He gasped as Harry put his arm around his waste and pressed their bodies together. Draco blushed.
"Now hold on or else you will faint."
With that he helped Draco to stand with him on his Fire bolt. Not an easy act, but they did it.
Draco looked into Harry's eyes. Their faces only inches apart. He gave Draco a sly smirk. Draco wanted to raise an eyebrow, but to late, Harry had already pushed them of the broom and they where falling merciless against the ground.
A/N: So sorry for not updating sooner!